Drop A Big Lie Novels & Stories

“Don’t let him win. He’ll kill us anyway.” His gaze makes contact with mine- wild, desperate, full of pain. A bruise on his lip, a bruise sprouting over his jaw, and yet now I see the man who kissed me in the dark and said I should never go over to the dark alone. But now we don’t know, and I must be the light. That way at least Emily will live, I think. He shakes his head violently. “No—Carina, please. Don’t.” I keep quiet. My fingers are holding the flash drive Leo has created, the one that I slipped under my sleeve. It is my actual weapon, my bet, and my lie.

Sometimes, late at night, I still think about that size-S blouse. It was like Pandora's box—once opened, it revealed every ugly, filthy truth buried in my marriage. But I don't regret it. Some truths, no matter how ugly and filthy, are cleaner than living inside a beautifully woven lie.

I signed my name, Elena, with a strange sense of calm. After dying a gruesome death in my past life, I finally saw the truth. This man, the husband I had loved for years, had a heart of stone. He did not love me. He did not love our unborn child. Fine. I was done holding on. I would grant his wish and disappear from his world completely. I shoved the waiver back at the stunned staff member. Ignoring the glint of malice in Lily's eyes, I walked to the edge of the platform. The drop loomed beneath us, a gray abyss.

“No one here bet against you, Damien. We were just… worried about how things looked.” “How things looked,” I repeat, and I smile, but it’s not a friendly smile. “Let me tell you about looks. When all the lies came out, our stock price dropped a lot. Now it’s higher than before. We made money during a problem that should have destroyed us. Do you know why?” No one answers. “Because the world knows the truth,” I say. “I cannot be beaten. When someone attacks me, I become stronger. When someone questions me, I show them why they should never question me again.”

Something normal. I carry my plate to the sitting room. Distraction. That’s what I need. I settle on a random rom-com, letting it play in the background. It doesn’t work. Because my mind drifts anyway. Alexander teaching me how to ride a bicycle. “Don’t let go!” “I won’t. ” A lie. Alexander teaching me how to fly a kite. Alexander standing in front of my bullies, his voice low and dangerous. Alexander doing my homework while I watched, pretending I understood everything.

She tried her best to quickly think of a good lie to tell right in front of her good friend Gloria. "O-Of course he does! Do you know how much stuff I have to throw away every time because he keeps changing partners and women?" Isaiah replied fast, mixing half truth with half lie to make it sound real and believable for Gloria. "I also have to check the full background and history of each and every woman he hooks up with. It is so tiring and exhausting all the time!"

If she wanted to lie, there is no way for David to find out the truth from her behavior. So she just wanted to hear her answer. “I didn’t. She must have seen us together…. in the party we went to last time.” Lia said after trying hard to come out with a lie. The party last time was a huge arrangement, and many people came there. David can’t manage to find out if Sasha was there or not. David looked calm after hearing her words, and Lia sighed, thinking he has taken the bait. “David, you should believe me. I am not among those gossipmongers who would spread rumors to gain benefits. I am sure you must have misunderstood me. You can tell me what happened. I will try to redeem my mistake anyhow.

"You claimed this proposal was an original blueprint personally designed by Flora, and it turns out you're just using someone else's copied drawings to fool me!" That very night, he announced the unilateral termination of their partnership, demanding that Walsh & Co. refund all deposits and pay penalties for breach of contract. Walsh & Co. instantly fell into a massive PR nightmare. The media swarmed, and they trended on search engines round after round; no matter what statements they issued, it was useless. Flora's past history of plagiarism was also thoroughly dug up, and netizens cursed her relentlessly. In court, faced with the mountain of evidence, Louis was deathly pale.

"When I handed Jil over to you, you promised to love and protect her. Have you forgotten? Only a few years in, and this is what we get! We may be old, but we're not dead!" Harvey dared not cry out in pain and only grunted softly every time the spatula struck. He wanted to explain himself, only to open his mouth and close it again. "Just go. We don't want you getting hurt and blaming it on us later." Holding the spatula, Dad was about to close the door when Harvey, who had stayed silent the whole time, lunged forward and jammed his hand in the frame. "Please, let me talk to Jilian. I have something to tell her. I know that I've messed up, and I'm here to make things right. Please let me talk